Chapter 296: Stepping foot on the sea?(1)

As the grand doors of the Palazzo Normanni swung open, allowing Conradin and Frederick to enter, the opulent grandeur of the palace enveloped them. The air inside was thick with a sense of history and regality, and the walls were adorned with tapestries and paintings that chronicled the storied past of Sicily.

As the grand doors of the Palazzo Normanni swung open, allowing Conradin and Frederick to enter, the opulent grandeur of the palace enveloped them. 

Their reverie was abruptly interrupted as Gerwin, the king's trusted butler, came charging towards them with a look of ire etched on his face. His usually composed demeanor was replaced by visible frustration, and his steps were more hurried than they had ever seen.